Hence he was still weak. Plus, there were many more mysterious things out there. Him being strong, and having a lot of Talents, did not mean he was invincible. As for these guys, he was not afraid of them. Roy and Beatrice were too innocent at the moment. Anabella was too much of a pushover and a coward. The only ones he was wary of, would be Joe and Adolf. And even then, Joe saw how powerful he was, and would tread carefully. But Adolf was a different case altogether. And speaking of these two, they were still on their last breathe. Joe had helped Adolf stop his bleeding, and as for himself, he was partially fine. "...Guess I can't help it." He stood up and went to the both of them. 'I'll just heal them up a bit, and make it seem like an arduous process.' He thought. The moment he moved, the two kids flinched back slightly, but unlike Anabella, their fear of him was not that exaggerated. Roy had hints admiration within his fear. And Beatrice, she still could not understand how s
Even Anabella was aware of that small fact. The reason everyone was recovering so fast, was probably thanks to him. She thought. To them, there was nothing Jason could not do. Run faster? Exert greater strength? Release fire? Manipulate force. Or even teleportation. He did them all. Now include healing to that list. "Is that so?" He took in everything with a poker expression. Anabella nodded, then stood up to leave. She had also told him that they were back at the Safe Zone, hence he should not worry. Joe watched her move away, until she was out of his vision. He then faced up, for there was nothing else he could do at the moment. His body was still in great demand of repairs. Especially so, when he felt his energy take its time to refill itself right now. 'How can we increase the rate of us healing faster?' He thought, closing his eyes to take yet another rest. 'Maybe... that boy will surprise me once more...' Meanwhile, just as Anabella left Joe, she went to sit besides the chi
The process went on for another two hours. During the time, Anabella went up and down, trying to ask around for food. Unfortunately, she had nothing to trade with. A few people had fruits they found within the forest. Some even had more than they could chew for now. But decided to save them up for later. Even if they would rot, they were unwilling to share. She ultimately returned in defeat. "No hope?" Jason asked as he lay down for another 'rest'. He had mended Joe and Adolf's wounds six times during the two hours. Once every twenty minutes. By now, Joe was close to being perfectly healed. He was able to stand up, and even moving around. Do light exercises, and a light jog. But still had to fix a few internal problems. Meanwhile, Adolf was still unconscious. He was healed for the most part. His wound closed up, and his complexion was close to being ruddy. But still unconscious. They tried waking him up, but he seems to be in some sort of coma. Which was strange. Jadon used [Deci
'Damn, my stats are beyond the roof. I doubt I could physically lose against any Rank 3 or below.' Jason reviewed his Template right after walking out of the Safe Zone's barrier. It was now habitual to check his Template after every battle. Or after a long period of time. Just to see his progress, and also to plan how he would play his moves later. For now, he had more than enough Stamina, and Intelligence. They were quite high for his Rank. From his deduction, the average stats of Rank 7 should cap up at 80 points. And his other three stats, barely made it to the low levels of this Rank. Hence he was not arrogant. The last time he was, it led to the whole Zombie chase situation, then ultimately meeting that terrifying shadow. 'I don't want to go through that ever again. Not in a lifetime. So from now on, until i can confidently take on a Rank 7, I'm not strong enough.' He thought to himself, taking charge and leading the team forward. Joe stayed behind, and watched over the team
Ten minutes later, everyone was back on track. Jason had somehow managed to calm down Beatrice, who was now too embarrassed to even raise up her head. Meanwhile, Jason himself did not mind the whole experience. Just that after holding her in his arms for a while, he subconsciously felt more closer to her. But more importantly, 'God actually exists? Well I don't have any right to not believe in his existence pertaining to my circumstances back home. But still, this opens up more of my belief in him.' 'As well as those gods from myths and other religions. And speaking about them, and other paranormal things... does that mean mom is actually not actually crazy?' '...Holy shit. If that's true, then those things that she saw... those things that haunt me in my dreams... she was not actually lying?' Jason's thoughts clouded his mind in darkness. The multiple theories and conclusions he previously came to as a child, were proven right and wrong. The most frightening one being proven righ
Jason envisioned the Safe Zone, especially the small area they had been recuperating at before they left. It was a simple place, not requiring much brain cells. Yet he could not help but frown in dissatisfaction, as he felt like he could not teleport no matter what he did. 'What's going on? Why isn't it working?' He suddenly panicked, and held his breathe in anxiety. Joe was getting anxious and hurriedly urged, "Come on. Let's go. Now!!" Jason's nerves were roughly pulled, and he snapped back, "Like Hell!! I'm trying to do that." Joe asked back, "Then why are we still here?!" "I don't know okay?! I don't fucking know. I'm not God, or Jesus man. My Talent isn't working." He snapped, but forcefully calmed down his nerves, amidst his words. The creature was still staring at them, it's head of flames flickering in and out of existence. Like red tongues trying to taste the air in shyness, and retreating rapidly. Jason tried his best to ignore his fear, and then turned his eyes towards
While at the back, unbeknownst to him, the mist was increasing in speed, as if it could tell that its target was running away. 'At this point, I might just do another suicidal dive.' Jason thought, duplicating himself into two, then each duplicate jumping towards the two sides of the road. At the same time, each used 15% of his total stamina reserves, and activated the all powerful [Omni-Combustion(A)] Talent. One that even he felt was a bit too devastating. Just its boost alone was a whooping 1000% of INT. Combined with those from the previously combined fire type Talents, and the resonating effect, it was a boost of 1500% of his INT. The damage alone would be devastating. It should be. He thought, each duplicate using itself as bait to lure most of the creatures towards them. The creatures immediately swarmed him. Tens of them pounced on him, like tigers going in for the sure kill. The duplicates did not retreat as well, and flew into their opens arms. Then countless blades sun
And it gave him the impression that, 'It got faster. And it's still getting faster..!!' Jason thought, subconsciously toning down the blue flames from his hands. And to his surprise, the mist slowed down. 'Huh?' Not only him. Even Joe had realized that something was amiss with the incoming mist. "It's as if it's pulled towards your flames. Or towards light in particular." Joe said his assessment. Jason nodded in silence. Unfortunately, he could not stop summoning these flames. Unless the numerous Bladewalkers behind the flames would swarm them to death. 'It's a do or die situation again. All our lives depend on the speed of that duplicate.' He thought, and then inquired all of a sudden. "How many of you have met the requirements to Rank Up?" The others were jolted out of their state of fear and despair. They looked up and answered one by one. Anabella being the first. "I have met mine." Beatrice followed, "Me too." Roy as well. Joe himself helplessly shook his head, "I was Rank 1
He snapped his fingers, and above his palms, a white crystal appeared. Pure white, and radiant in nature, it dwarfed any normal jewel or crystal the two have ever seen within their life. "This is..." Anabella exclaimed, as she felt her blood boil at the appearance of the crystal, with her breathe slowly hastening. 'What... What's going on with my body..?!?!' She panicked. "Calm down. This is a shard of divinity, exactly what you're looking for to exceed your current Rank and mortality." Jason saw through her sudden excitement and panic, as he decided to calm her down, then went back to appraising the shard of divinity closely. [ Shard of Divinity ] [ Rank :- 20 (Deity-Low) ] [ Function :- A rare graded treasure, that is obtained from Higher Worlds or from Planes above worlds, or from divine beings killed. It can be used with, and within anything, having high Affinity with almost all things within the Universe. The higher its rank, the higher the Affinity with Existence. Can act a
A question that was not much of a question at all. It felt like a command. And hearing that she would grow even stronger, Anabella felt dread invade her nerves. Just ranking up three times gave her a sense of great power, let alone when she went as far as to Rank up six times!! She dreaded the idea, but went forth with it nonetheless. "Uh, ye–yes, right away." Anabella, though even more confused and frightful, still did as ordered, and ranked herself up again. And this time, it was the first time she went through six Ranks at the same time. No, nine ranks, including the prior three ranks from Rank 9 to Rank 12. The changes to her mentality? Were great. [ TING~ ] [ You have spent 101,250 units of Energy Essence to promote yourself towards the next three ranks ] [ An achievement made!! Congratulations for being one of the top 100 humans to reach Rank 18 first –all your stats have increased by ten points each ] "Oh?" Anabella paused in shock, letting out a light exclaim at the
The true clone was having a conversation with Felix, trying to learn more about the opponents it had to take out before facing the big boss, Fein the demonic deity himself. And the conversation was just beginning to take place, when a sea of notifications made an entrance, detailing an inclusion of a high element into the conversion process. Just like how the creation of the demonic undeads had the inclusion of Constell, or rather now known as Daemon, the corrupted greater god of constellations and destiny's bloodline, made them a demonic variant of undeads. This time, the inclusion was a fragment of divinity. The true clone briefly glanced through the notifications, and the choices the Jason, within the "Temple of Stars", had chosen t
But what would the death gods do even if Jason swore onto their name and divinity? Nothing, and he knew that too. They had no access to his destination, and they all knew their incarnations would be easily destroyed when sent down. Hence they could only swallow up their pride, pretend they heard nothing of such, and respond to his genuine concern. And sure thing, a response quickly came. The same introduction as always appeared before it, and the true clone smiled, continuing to read through more red tinted notifications that flashed by. The true clone paused, and briefed through the notifications once again. It went through t
[ TING~ ] [ 25% of the obtained units of energy essence have been transfered to your party members, and is shared equally amongst them ] [ TING~ ] [ 25% of the obtained units of energy essence have been transfered to your demonic undeads, and is shared equally amongst them ] 50% of its energy essence... gone!! The true clone reread through the notifications that suddenly appeared, and couldn't help but sigh. 'I forgot about these guys, and their presence. Well... honestly, this alone is still enough to last me far longer than I can presume.' It thought to itself. Fifteen million units of energy essence was still a lot to have. Even when including the fact that Jason required seven times more energy essence than others to Rank himself up. It was still enough. 'I bet this is enough to take me all the way towards the rank of semi-higher beings, or the likes. Maybe even beyond that level.' It thought, a smiling etching itself on its face. And taking into consideration the fact th
From his deduction, the Cypressian Lord would not survive for the next coming ten seconds. By then, it would truly be dead, regardless of how much of a struggle it puts on. "What can I say? I'm just every false god's living nightmare." The true clone responded with pride, sighing in relief as it's bet and calculation took place perfectly as calculated. After all, taking down eighty million points of Vitality was not something easy to do. Not even for itself. Next time, [Fenrir's Rage] would be excluded, since the raging special effect was not of much use to it. 'If it wasn't for the "Black Gloves" and the fifth grade blessing of the [White Shadow Blessing], I would have long pulled back without any sort of hesitation at all.' It expressed, now waiting to reap the benefits of killing the Cypressian Lord. It then went through its plan again, and how risky it would have been if it failed. But first, it checked the wondrous definition of the fifth stage of the [White Shodow Blessing].
"Fucking go back." The true clone uttered, throwing down yet another Dual Lance towards the Cypressian Lord that had secretly escaped the hands of death. It's intention clear, as it wanted the Cypressian Lord back into the folds of death, and the [Undead Monarch] Trait also cried out in defiance when it felt parts of its authority being rejected right before it. 'Perish.' The true clone thought, as the Dual Lance tore through the skies like a white flash of lightning, entering through one portal-way, and out another. And like the judgement of the gods repeating their punishment once more, the Dual Lance struck the same place, and snuffed out the life force of the Cypressian Lord, not even giving it the chance to let out a cry of pain. "..." Yet nobody celebrated. "It... has yet to die." Felix added once more, now understanding why Fate had warned him not to go against his brother, without sufficient preparations to die. 'Fein, oh Fein, you seem to be determined to fight against
"...Like a war king, my brother has his defense unit, offense unit, as well as support unit. Oh, the artifact you destroyed not too long was supposed to have been the scouting unit. Fortunately, it was not yet a half-divine ranked artifact, and was not blessed." Felix carefully divulged, information that would be considered 'snitching', as he was throwing his own brother under the bus. And without remorse, added more with a straight face. "...And to add, each one is actually more of a greater threat than the other. Personally, I believe this one is the easiest to deal with as long as–" He continued, looking straight at the true clone, and how it visibly got more and more annoyed at his attempts. Until finally, when a smile crept up on his face as if he knew he was annoying it. The true clone finally snapped, and gave him the attentions he needed, "Shut up for a minute. I promise I'll get back to you in a minute, you damned bastard." It said, bathed in anger and annoyance. "Okay."
[Undead Monarch] was only for just in case an error took place, and it would die. This Trait gave it power over death, temporarily giving it Undead properties such as being undying, as long as it's subjects still existed – the demonic undead trio in this case. Each one acted as a soul courier, whereby if they exist, it exists. [Dawn of The Trimurti] also gave it amazing boosts of strength, secretly increasing each stat by 4,000 points. A hidden effect not included within its long description, and something that the true clone did not mind. Plus, it also had plans for [The Creator – Brahma's Mind Eye], which allowed it to be able to create anything of its level once a weak. 'Didn't think I'd be wasting this chance here, but I don't mind. I'll just create something that can kill someone, regardless of it's reviving powers. Hence, I can eliminate this guy with just one shot.' It thought, not sure if such an effect was at its level or beyond it. Nonetheless, it had to work. [Son of Me